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Bad Boy Lexx (SHUT DOWN!)

Written on March 3rd, 2024 by Lexx Soule Updated March 3rd, 2024. Viewed 122 times.
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This is possibly one of my proudest moments to date! Top 5. There is about 10 top 5’s by the way. I squeezed 800 people into a backyard house party, and had another 1,000 on the way 😊

I used to live to party, I loved it! Every weekend there was a warehouse party, a house party, a gatho, a hotel party, something. This is part of the reason why I didn’t go pro with AFL, I was chasing the popularity, the “Facebook famous” status, and all that meaningless shit. But at the time it was my thing, it was different, no one from school was doing it, I felt that the party crew had accepted me, I felt that I belonged.

I had held a couple of my own parties prior to this big one. My 16th saw 100 people from my school & neighbouring schools crammed into my backyard; I held a semi-successful warehouse party; I hosted a round 2 cock fest that got shut down by police because some guy through a bottle at a cop car. Now it was time for round 3.

2 DJ’s, 1 photographer, 1 videographer, 4 security guards, 1 security dog, and a backyard in Logan.

By this time, I had made connections with some of the popular well known party people; not the Facebook famous people, but the people that hung out with the Facebook famous people. They “helped” me promote the event by sharing the digital poster I had made & inviting people to the event. I say “helped”, because well they did share & promote the event, but they also gave out a lot of free wrist bands and left all the organising to be done by myself.


The party started and people started to flow through one after another. Despite the numbers, the event was a huge bust, I didn’t even get to enjoy my own party. I was on the door the whole 4 hours collecting money, which was hard to maintain because I had the homeowners’ kids constantly asking to get people in for free; along with a whole range of other problems. Big lessons learnt. Despite not partying, at the end of the night a hot model took a fancy to me, she was of Indian background and had competed in a few model contests, but even then, I let a cock, cock block me. My house used to be the place for kick ons, mum would always rather have people sleep at ours than be on the street, on a couple of occasions that proved a bad idea. On this night, a guy that I had personally invited to the party was coming back to my place; along with a friend he invited: what was strange was he kept asking me to tell his friend that there were no dogs at my house, “I’m not going to lie. We have 3 big dogs” I kept telling him. despite his friend being terrified of dogs, he kept on pleading for me to say no dogs lived there; the friend eventually left. This guy continued to make things awkward and would constantly interrupt the conversation the model and I were having on the way back to my house; so much so the model got a cab and went home. Looking back now I should have told him, “fuck off, get out of my house”, better still I shouldn’t have let him into my house. I’ve come across some shady people in my time, I have been good to people only to have them steal & back stab me, he was one of them.

Eventually he too left and the rest of us (about 10 people) went to sleep.


“GET UP AND TELL ALL YOU BUDDIES TO GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE NOW!” That was dad saying good morning after being told he has 48 hours to pay the security for the night. Due to the free wristbands & the family rates that were given out, I was short money at the end of the night, and unable to pay the security & videographer. So, I received no after movie & a bill of $800 for security.

Dad was more angry about this than the police visit at the start of the year.

Grounded was an understatement. No more parties; a lot of chores; a little bit of silent treatment from both parents; I had to pay dad back the $800; and a close to my party hosting days. A month later though I was sneaking out to gathos (Aussie slang for a small party of about 10 people).

Now with a mature view as I write this, nostalgia sinks in. I went back to watch some of the old-school warehouse parties from 8-10 years ago and damn does it make me want to throw a party again; a warehouse party for my music lifestyle. Obviously I would be a lot more professional, and ensure a successful event. With the lessons that I have learnt and a good team of people we would throw one of, if not the best parties the underground has ever seen. Guaranteed!


I really did use to be a little shit!


Thank you for reading,

L. Soule.

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